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mc ren - in da ghetto lyrics

[chorus: mc ren]
ain’t no love for the n-gg-z in the ghetto
sh-t be f-cked up when you live in the ghetto
come with me hit some corners in the ghetto “come on”
it gotta be somethin’ much better then the ghetto

[verse 1: mc ren]
y’all know n-gg-z got it bad
that’s why the f-ck we wake up mad, i’d swear we’re sad
bills pilin’ up, i got laid off
but i gotta let these knuckle-heads know i ain’t soft
so get rid outta the smiles, learnt to strike
never will and i try to swing in a f-ckin’ gun fight
police know the homies on the first name bases
so when somethin’ happened, they the first ones to chase us…

[verse 2: bigg rocc]
i know nothing but the ghetto, born and raised
in the streets of the hub city, blunts we blased
to ease the kill of mentality
when another motherf-ckers tryin’ to test me
i can’t turn my back, i’m too down for that
at the young days learnt to work with the strap
to all my n-gg-z locked up
it’s simple, the ghetto’s hustlin, bust nuts…

[verse 3: chip dirty]
in our town full as none but compton
with n-gg-z are pop one
n-gg- you got one to spark one, time is creepin’
i’m keepin’ a fat stack with crack for the fiends
sixteen which free dreams, low riders and big creams
big booties with tag team
john doe with somethin, in the fo’
i’m thinkin’ i’m never lastin’ but cops are blastin’ us
and knockin’ us up, now sh-t is gettin’ f-cked up…

[verse 4: mc ren]
they say they still got beef i’m f-cked the police
while i’m tryin’ to puff a blunt in front seat, in peace
please, save me from the beasts
my nerve is drained
villain sick and tired, n-gg- stayed in pain
should the real n-gg- complain
thinkin’ of the past
i’ll speak for dead slaves they can kiss my -ss
and tell bush he can’t have my vote
i’m on my third house now, n-gg- this is cutthroat…

[verse 5: bigg rocc]
but in the ghetto some n-gg-z stick together
to get through the bad weather, still chasin’ cheddar
but haters, who appearin’ n-gg-z out sight
i got to act right, to f-ck up the n-gg-‘s night
we’ll bring back, that compton westcoast, across the world
tossin’ down these little girls
i’m ghetto fine, in the ghetto
i’m a keep it on point n-gg- like the elbow…

[verse 6: john doe]
i’m almost give up, i can’t do that many years homey
sh-t, i can’t cry that many tears homey, you’re phoney
i wouldn’t thought, maybe i wouldn’t talk to fans
you should’ve held this
i’m on work in a first place
but i won’t snitch, i hate the b-tch
or maybe i’ll hit the bricks in two thousand and six
aiy lova b-tch, either locked up or glock down for sure
n-body gives the f-ck about the ghetto…

[chorus x3: mc ren]
ain’t no love for the n-gg-z in the ghetto
sh-t be f-cked up when you live in the ghetto
come with me hit some corners in the ghetto “come on”
it gotta be somethin’ much better then the ghetto

- mc ren lyrics

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